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I am at home with a large glass of red wine, feeling annoyed at the world.

Affordable housing! Where are you? Why can't I find you?

I've started to think that the only way to find an apartment I like will be to find an apartment I can't afford, and then to get a better job.

Viewit had a listing for a totally lovely bachelor in the gaybourhood (Church & Wellesley), and so I called. ( The woman who answered the phone sounded like a chain-smoking mu mu wearer who owned a poodle. )

I'm starting to wonder if I should go beg my landlord to stay here. I thought that finding an aboveground one-bedroom under a thou/mos would be easy, since I have no qualms about living in unfashionable neighbourhoods, next door to hookers, but t'ain't. 'T'ain't 't'all.

Apparently hooking pays pretty well here, and they're all living in lovely, expensive digs.

dirty girls go elsewhere

( Things that housing ads I've seen today said )